Oh, that place! Love it. Are we doing a makeover? Awesome, I’m in.
Selene gasped.
“I know, right?” Gil said. “Ridiculous name! The Wandering Torch. Ugh. It’s not even a damn pun.”
“No, I looked at the other message, sorry.” Selene pointed to the phone. “About a makeover? I…”
“Oh, just ignore Matty. He doesn’t actually mean that. Although you would be cute in more pink. Hey! Pretty in Pink! We could do that.”
“Do what?”
“Never mind,” Gil said, sliding her phone back into her pocket. “I’m just thinking of all the parts on you that I know are pink, and all the other things I can do to make you feel a bit more, let’s say, pinkish.”
Selene blushed. She put a hand over her cheeks, knowing there was the same shade. When Gil rubbed her leg against her own under the table, her appetite went
